Christmas. Christmas is a beautiful holiday. I’m talking about the holiday cheer, snow, pajamas at the fireplace, the tall green tree doodled with tinsel and ornaments. I’m talking ice-skating in New York, gift-shopping at a huge mall, beautiful Christmas music all along the streets. I’m picturing being nice and cozy inside a warm house as snowfall outside transforms the scenery into a deceivingly clean and white landscape, a Nativity scene adorning the mantle with stockings on both sides. And hot chocolate. Don’t forget about the hot chocolate.
That’s what I see as a typical Christmas. And I love it.
But there is this one thing. This one thing nagging at the back of my mind, that I thought I’d share. Let’s just make sure, that at least starting this season, that the reason we spread holiday cheer, and be nice to people, and give gifts, and donate money, and help the elderly, and shovel driveways for people, and spend quality time with family and friends, and be thankful to both God and people…is not because of the convenience of the typical Christmas.
If the only time we decide to do all these things is when we are most comfortable, and the atmosphere is most appropriate, the people around us are the most happy, and when the music is bubbly, and the landscape looks the most perfect, then we’re living in our own little worlds.
We need to step out of our comfort zones and make everybody’s everyday, a Christmas day. And then, only then, can we sip our mugs of hot chocolate and little white marshmallows in peace.
Merry Christmas everyone!